Chapter 172: Ah, It Ended So Quickly (Extra update 6/10 for Alliance Leader 'Loli Destroyer Controller')

Xiao Yu's theory was very simple: The Haotian God is Old Heaven, and Old Heaven dominates the destiny of all living beings in the Three Realms. If Ge Qing didn't lie, and they were really sent by the Haotian God, they would definitely be able to hammer her to death; but if Ge Qing lied, and the Haotian God didn't blame her at all for "not speaking blasphemous words," then Ge Qing, who faked God's name, would definitely not be able to hurt her at all.

Her theory, although simple, was very persuasive.

All the people at the scene were convinced.

Not convinced that she didn't offend God and could survive, but convinced by these words of hers.

In fact, even Ge Qing and Zhu Tong could not refute it.

Of course, they felt there was no need to refute it at all.

Because they knew better than anyone that their trip to the human world was indeed representing "Old Heaven" to execute Heavenly Punishment.

Old Heaven wants her to suffer the punishment of being struck by the golden melon, can she escape?

Ge Qing even laughed loudly and said: "Yu Little Fengxian, since the divine descent, you have been full of nonsense, but I fully agree with these words.

We don't need any imperial edict.

We came to the lower realm, and we hammer you with the golden melon, all by the order of the God Emperor.

Old Heaven's arrangement cannot be violated."

Xiao Yu ignored him; she maintained the posture of pointing to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other, looking up at the sky.

Seeing that the blue sky remained, no thunder raged, no gods and Buddhas descended, she hid her pride and joy in her heart, looked around with a serious expression, and said in a deep voice: "As you can see, Heaven and Earth did not refuse my invitation to witness."

She generously raised the steel sword in her left hand.

Under the gaze of the divine generals and the crowd, she slowly drew the ordinary black iron sword with her right hand.

At the same time, she added the divine intent of "Ma Xiaoyao Tour" from the "Flowing Sand Divine Sword" she had newly created.

A carefree and unrestrained temperament naturally radiated from her body.

"This sword of mine, named 'Slaying Evil,' is two feet eight inches long, weighs six catties and two liang, and is cast from Nine Heavens Black Iron, sharp enough to cut hair, and has not yet been stained with the blood of evil spirits.

I have never done anything against my conscience in my life, and I firmly believe that Gao Tianming is on my side, not yours, so today this sword will definitely be stained with your blood."

The people of Heaven's Gate Town had encountered many swordsmen, but this was the first time they had witnessed the "Gu Long Style · Pretending to be Cool," and they were all a bit bluffed.

It wasn't their fault; the divine intent of Ma Xiaoyao Tour was really very free and unrestrained, and very infectious.

Ge Qing, however, sneered repeatedly, "A broken iron sword, there is even rust and gaps on the blade, if placed in a blacksmith shop, it wouldn't be worth two coins of silver."

Uh, what he said was also the truth.

Recently, Xiao Yu had been practicing sword at the bottom of the water for a long time. The torrents of Wind Roar Bay could not hurt her at all, but they could indeed make ordinary iron swords rust.

As for the gaps, they were left on the shrimp warrior's carapace earlier.

Xiao Yu shook her head lightly, "You still don't understand, my sword has a sword soul, and that sword soul is Gao Tianming!"

"Qing brother, stop talking nonsense with her, my golden melon hammer is already hungry and thirsty, hammer her to death!" Xiao Long said anxiously.

Ge Qing nodded heavily and shouted: "Execute punishment on behalf of Heaven, Eight Trigrams Meng Xingchen Dou Formation, rise!"

A beam of golden light emerged from the top of his head, split into two, connected to the Heavenly Soldiers on the left and right, and the Heavenly Soldiers immediately had a beam of golden light emerge from the top of their heads, connecting with the Heavenly Soldiers beside them.

Finally, one divine general and seven Heavenly Soldiers connected their divine power and spirit into a whole, forming a huge golden Eight Trigrams disk, covering the street area within a radius of ten meters.

Some brick-and-wood buildings on the street were crushed.

Some goods, vendors, and carts that were parked on the road and didn't have time to be dragged away were crushed into powder.

Fortunately, after the divine generals descended, the people around all avoided far away and didn't cause any collateral damage.

As the Eight Trigrams disk rotated slowly, eight star points gradually appeared in the clear sky, and strands of light blue starlight fell into the human world, merging into the Eight Trigrams disk, making the Eight Trigrams space more solid.

Not to mention the buildings within the range, even the bluestone slabs three feet thick paved on the street began to show cracks.

However, the solidity and heaviness of the Eight Trigrams space did not affect the vision of outsiders in the slightest.

They saw Xiao Yu bent over by the heavy starlight power.

The two-foot-eight-inch black iron sword in her hand was already propped on the ground, the blade curved just like her spine.

Some masters with good eyesight could even see her gritting her teeth, sweat the size of beans appearing on her forehead.

"It seems that Old Heaven is completely on Ge Qing's side!" someone sighed.

"Isn't this very obvious? When they were alive, they didn't dare to kill or set fires in the name of the monarch. Now that they have become Heavenly Court gods, living forever and enjoying eternal blessings, how could they fake the Heavenly Emperor's order to descend to the lower realm to seek private revenge?"

Outside the Eight Trigrams Meng Xingchen Dou Formation, the crowd had complex expressions; some felt sorry for the "loyal and righteous Yu Little Fengxian," and some had expectant eyes, hoping to see the grand scene of the divine general enforcing the law.

Inside the Eight Trigrams formation, Ge Qing, Zhu Tong, and the eight others didn't just stand there maintaining the formation.

As long as divine power was used to draw starlight power to condense the Eight Trigrams disk space, they could move freely inside.

The eight of them carried golden melon hammers, either angry or grinning, approaching Xiao Yu from all directions.

Their pace was very slow, as if they were slowly enjoying this wonderful moment of great revenge.

"Yu Little Fengxian, do you submit?"

Seeing Xiao Yu suppressed and unable to move, like a bug sealed in crystal glass, Ge Qing was extremely happy, waving the golden melon hammer in front of her, provoking her, scaring her, and looking forward to the look of horror and begging on her face.

He saw it; she raised her head and glanced at him, very contemptuously.

Ge Qing was angry, "Little bitch, now you still dare to look at me with this kind of eyes—"

"Rip~~~" Blood-colored sword light flashed, and the barrier condensed by starlight power in front of him was like a sturdy piece of cloth, cut into two halves by a sharp blade.

Ge Qing blinked, and warm liquid flowed out from between his brows.

He wanted to reach out to touch it, but felt his right arm suddenly become incomparably heavy.

His whole body couldn't move at all, as if his strength had been instantly drained.

"Qing brother~~~" Zhu Tong on his left and Luo Kai on his right were first incredulous, then their eyes were about to split, and their roars were filled with grief.

Ge Qing felt the voices of his two brothers coming from very far away, hazy and unclear.

"Puff~~~" He heard the sound of blood spraying again.

He blinked his eyes, and Yu Little Fengxian had already lost her trace, only the seventh brother opposite was waving the golden melon hammer in anger and panic.

"Ah, Zhu Tong—died again?!!!!"

He heard tsunami-like exclamations from around him.

It was the people of Heaven's Gate Town.

"My Old Heaven, Zhu Tong was actually beheaded in one move, how is this possible?! He is a Heavenly Court Heavenly God~~"

"Ah, Luo Kai, Luo Kai, be careful, she is behind you————————"

Some people shouted heartbreakingly.

Ge Qing steadied his mind, finally controlled his head, and tilted it slightly, only to see Yu Little Fengxian like a carefree little fish in the water.

Lingbo micro-steps, swaying and graceful, avoiding Xiao Long's golden melon hammer like a stroll, sticking to Luo Kai's back, the two-foot-eight-inch long sword covered in bright red evil spirit.

Like a knife burning red.

Actually easily stabbed into the back of the neck of Luo Kai, who was protected by divine power.

One sword pierced through the throat.

"Boom!!!"

Xiao Long's golden melon hammer missed, falling on the bluestone slab, divine power erupted, possessing ten thousand catties of power, not only smashing the three-foot-thick bluestone block into pieces, but also smashing a pit the size of a basin into the solid ground.

People around exclaimed at this great power, but Ge Qing didn't find it strange.

After becoming a heavenly god, even the most ordinary Heavenly Soldier could easily lift a ten-thousand-five-hundred-catty stone lock.

Using divine power to wield heavy weapons could strike with an instantaneous force of hundreds of thousands of catties.

A Heavenly Soldier could beat a hundred of them when they were alive, and it was truly death if touched by a weapon, and injury if grazed.

So they had the confidence to hammer Yu Little Fengxian to death.

As long as they touched or grazed her, she, who had not practiced body-tempering supernatural powers, would be seriously injured if not dead.

But why did Yu Little Fengxian dodge it?

If she had blocked Xiao Long's golden melon hammer, Ge Qing, although shocked, could have understood what happened.

She dodged it flexibly, gracefully, and just right, which he couldn't understand at all.

Where were their Heavenly God power and their Eight Trigrams Meng Xingchen Dou Formation?

Why didn't the Heavenly God's majesty bring her unbearable pressure?

Why was there no starlight power to restrict her actions?

Why was the main formation person... ah, the main formation person was him, why did he untie the Meng Xingchen Dou Formation for her?

He wanted to kill Yu Little Fengxian, he wouldn't even die if he actively untied the restraint for her.

"Did I die?" This thought exploded in his muddled mind, Ge Qing's eyes became clear and incomparably sad, and tears the size of beans slid down his numb face that couldn't make an expression.

"Plop~~~" His body tilted and he fell heavily to the ground.

In a trance, he heard tsunami-like shouts from around him again: "Ah, Ge Qing was actually killed instantly?!

How is this possible?

Yu Little Fengxian didn't lie, Heaven's Will belongs to her!

Ge Qing faked the Heavenly Emperor's order to descend to the lower realm to seek private revenge, Old Heaven is punishing them."

"It's simply a massacre, this group of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals who descended privately are too trash—"

"Whoosh—" The golden melon hammer carried a sharp whistle tearing through the air, like a golden meteor, heavily smashing into the crowd, bringing up a rain of blood and limbs.

With just one hit, it cleared half a street, took away the lives of hundreds of people, and left hundreds of others missing arms and legs.

"Ah, the power of the divine general is actually so terrifying~~~" the martial arts masters who were still alive in the crowd exclaimed.

"Then, Yu Little Fengxian who cuts melons and vegetables..." everyone gasped.

"It ended so quickly..."

Looking at Yu Little Fengxian, who stood alone in the middle of a pile of corpses, raising her sword to her lips and blowing away the "divine blood" on the blade, they were as awestruck as if looking at an Immortal.

Outside the South Tianmen, Erlang Shen and Nezha exclaimed at the same time, "How is this possible?"

The previous second, Yu Little Fengxian was still suppressed by starlight power and unable to move.

When Ge Qing laughed and raised the golden melon hammer, Yang Jian sighed deeply in his heart.

But the next second, the black iron sword in Yu Little Fengxian's hand was covered with a layer of bright red evil spirit, the curved blade bounced up fiercely, and her hunched body also flew out like a spring compressed to the limit, "whoosh."

Even though he opened his Heavenly Eye on his forehead, he was still shaken.

Her speed was fast enough, but not fast enough for his Heavenly Eye to keep up.

It was purely too sudden, too unexpected.

"Swish!" She swung a sword at Ge Qing, from top to bottom, cutting his face into two pieces.

Ge Qing seemed to have been hit by a freezing spell, his body stiff, and his face sprayed blood outwards "zizizi."

In the bright red, there were also strands of milky white "tofu brain" mixed in.

Zhu Tong and Luo Kai were caught off guard and exclaimed in shock.

But they forgot that when Ge Qing died, the Eight Trigrams Meng Xingchen Dou Formation was broken.

Losing the suppression of the Eight Trigrams Formation, Yu Little Fengxian's speed was as fast as a ghost, yet elegant and incomparable.

Like a Kunpeng sweeping the sky, like a Kun fish diving into the sea, she instantly slid past Zhu Tong.

The upward-sloping long sword also cut across Zhu Tong's neck.

By the time Yu Little Fengxian avoided the panicked hammer strike of the seventh brother, Zhu Tong's head had rolled off his neck.

Heavenly Soldiers and Generals ascended with their divine souls and cast their divine bodies with divine power, still having flesh and blood, but were dozens or even hundreds of times stronger than mortals.

Their strength was stronger, they could lift ten-thousand-catty heavy objects, and their speed was faster, they could fly freely.

Weapons and armor were all from the Heavenly Palace, definitely sharper and stronger than human mortal iron weapons.

Alas, they couldn't touch Yu Little Fengxian at all, nor could they touch her weapon.

The advantages in physique and divine power could not be brought into play.

And Yu Little Fengxian was agile and elegant in every sword, full of divine charm, as if the iron sword had come alive, specifically avoiding the Heavenly God armor and weapons, and stabbing directly at their vital points such as necks and faces.

Very precise, every sword did not miss.

Almost every sword took away the life of a Heavenly Soldier.

For the eight divine generals who descended, she didn't use more than ten sword moves.

From the start of the killing to the end, it was only between two or three breaths.

In fact, whether it was the mortals around or the gods in the sky, they all held their breath, or forgot to breathe. ===== CHAPTER 173 =====